i'm the first to scoff when people go on about LIVING IN OZ OR SOME SUCH ISLAND IN THE SUN BECAUSE OF THE NICE WEATHER AND WHEN YOU FEEL THE STANDARD OF LIVING BEATING DOWN ON YOUR FACE RAH RAH RHA....
fuck. spring, what's happening kid...i thought you were sneaking up on us.
i think i'm gonna hibernate until this big grey lid is pulled off our stinky pot. or just go and shout at the wind some more.
is there any way we can be positive about shit weather like this? there must be something...
the only good thing i can think of is sitting indoors watching a boxset and stuffing your face, but that's a slippery slope which seems to be making me even more apathetic/frustrated.
WHY IS THIS GREY BLUR SMASHING INTO MY FACE A GOOD THING?